The Cold Days Of Winter

A Andrew Blakemore Andrew Blakemore
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The cold days of winter and long nights together When we shared the bond of a close family, The memories still clear of the home I was raised in Yet so long ago now but I can still see, The fire gently burning and lighting the darkness And warming our hands there against the harsh chill, We talked and then listened to gramophone music So happy those nights that were peaceful and still. And watching the snow as it gathered on ledges Then crept up the window in soft candle light, The glow on the walls as so faintly it flickered And burned through the evening and into the night, So little we had and yet we were so lucky For we'd got each other while others had none, Together we sat by the warmth of the fire And there we did stay till the last flame had gone. Then falling in slumber and sleeping in arm chairs With eyes feeling heavy and resting our heads, Then climbing the staircase as embers were glowing And bidding goodnight as we went to our beds, Those cold days of winter and long nights together Shall never return for those years have gone by, Yet deep in my heart I will always remember Just watching the flames slowly fade and then die.

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